Poems

Apr 05, 2008 00:42

"Real Hug"
The sound of your heart
The smell of your cologne
Your steady breathing
Your cool hands
A soft embrace
A longing feeling

"untitled"(emoness)
My mind is full of thoughts of you
oh how this all just feels so new

These words I've never said
These feelings I've never expressed
These actions I've never done
These questions I've never answered

What do you really expect to find?
In this empty soul of mine

"untitled"
It's 10 a.m.
What is he thinking?
Nevermind..
He's probably sleeping

The day goes by
painfully slow
What time is it now?
I no longer know

Hours later
I see the sun start to set
But my dad's still home
And I can't talk to him just yet

The sky is dark
and the desk lamp glows
I see his AIM online
Damn, why can't my heart slow?
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